AN:Hi guys, sorry this took a while! I've been very busy, but now I'm ready to go! I've got most of the story planned out, and I'm working on some new ones, so look forward to that! I'm thinking out a schedule right now, but once I have one down, I'll be sure to post it on my profile. Please, leave constructive criticism, as I would really like to know what was good and bad, but don't be rude! Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Darach stood in front of the door to the Lockharts' penthouse apartment. He was very nervous, as this was going to be the first time he ever escorted someone by himself. He had just turned sixteen, meaning he was now allowed to escort others, without his master. His whole life had been leading up to this moment, and he wasn't sure if he was ready for it.

He gulped, slicked back his dark brown hair, and knocked on the door. He wasn't really sure what to expect, and he didn't really want to know what it would be. He knew he shouldn't be so nervous, but he couldn't help it. He felt like he had forgotten everything that had been taught to him for the past sixteen years.

The door opened and a tall, mustachioed man was standing in the doorway, "Ah! You must be Darach! Caitlin has been just dying to meet you!" He stuck out his hand, offering it to the young man in front of him.

"Ah, h-hello, sir! Yes, I am Darach, Darach Van Gelder, sir." Darach gripped the gentleman's tough, slightly wrinkled hand, giving it a firm shake with his gloved hand. The man looked very formal, even though he seemed to just be enjoying a day at home. He had on a neatly pressed, grey suit with black loafers, and even a black tie, with a Pokeball pattern on it, showing that he was, perhaps, not as serious as he seemed. His once brown hair was now being taken over by grey, and his bushy brown moustache hid most of his upper lip.

"Lovely to meet you, sir. I am Jerome Lockhart, as I'm sure you know," Jerome broke the handshake, and led Darach inside, closing the door behind him. "Now, this is our penthouse. We stay here most of the times, but during the summer we like to visit Undella Town..." Jerome rambled on and on as he walked throughout the house with the butler, but Darach had stopped listening to him after the first few sentences. Most of his clients were like this. They always liked to go on, and on about themselves and never think about asking him or his master about their lives or experiences.

"And here we are, Caitlin's room!" Jerome announced, grinning. He knocked on the bright pink door, leading to Caitlin's bedroom, "Caitlin, this is your father. The butler who's going to escort you around Sinnoh is here~" he chirped.

Caitlin sighed. She didn't really talk to anybody right now, but she would rather not argue right now, especially with a guest over. "Come in. B-But only the butler," she muttered She would be so embarrassed if her father listened to them talking.

"Oh, well, of course! You two have fun, okay? No kissing!" he called, chuckling to himself as he walked back down the hallway.

Darach blushed as he opened the door. He was greeted by a sickeningly pink room. Pink walls, pink carpet, a pink bed, with a pink canopy, he couldn't see anything that wasn't pink. He noticed that Caitlin was sitting at her desk, drawing something.

"Are you Caitlin Lockhart?" he asked. Wait, that was stupid… he thought. Her father had just told him that was her.

Caitlin turned around and nodded, "Yes, that's me. What's your name?"

"How rude of me to not introduce myself! My name is Darach, Darach Van Gelder, and I will be your escort for the trip to Sinnoh," he smiled proudly. He could finally say he would be someone's escort rather than his master simply saying he was an assistant!

"Okay. Sorry about my father," Caitlin mumbled. She had turned back around and was working on her drawing again. Darach wished she would speak a little more clearly, but he didn't say this, as he didn't want to upset her.

"Yeah, he seems a little bit…. much," Darach confessed, trying to find the right words without being rude.

Caitlin nodded, but didn't respond to him. "So, uh…. What are you drawing?" He asked, trying to make small talk. Caitlin didn't seem very interested in their conversation.

"A design," she stated.

"A design of what, exactly?" Darach knew that would get her to talk more. Maybe he could find out a little about what she was interested in.

"A dress. It's nothing special."

"Ohh, I see! So do you sew or something?" he inquired. He knew a lot about sewing, as he had to tailor any rips in his uniform, and his client's clothing. He figured that this could be a good starting place for their friendship, as they both had something in common.

Caitlin nodded, but didn't say anything. Darach sighed. He knew it was going to take all of his effort to get more than two words out of this girl.

The two sat in silence for an awkward minute or two, Darach trying to think of something to say, Caitlin focused on her design.

"Do you even want to do this?" He questioned. Judging by how quiet she was, she didn't seem entirely interested in this.

"Not really. Well, I don't know… Why do you want to know?"

"You just seem very uninterested. I don't have to take you if you don't want to go," he offered.

"Well, I would like to go… It's just my parents are so insistent on me becoming "less shy" or something like that. They also really want me to get a boyfriend, even though I'm fourteen.

I would like to go if they didn't think we would be married after this was over. You get what I mean, right?" Aha! Darach had finally got what he wanted, he just had to ask the right question!

"Yes, I definitely understand. That really sucks. I didn't really come into this with romance in mind, so I don't think you have to worry about getting married to me or anything," Darach joked, scratching his head, nervously.

Caitlin nodded and turned her chair around, so that Darach could see all of her. She was actually quite beautiful. She had wavy, light brown hair that was tied into a ponytail by a cute, pink bow. She was wearing a strapless white sundress with a pink ribbon tied on the middle. Her head was turned down, but her pure blue eyes were looking up at him.

"Thank you. Now that that's been cleared up, I am kind of looking forward to the trip," she admitted, half-smiling at Darach.

"Well, I'm glad that I was able to put your mind at ease. I look forward to our trip as well. Do you know the time?" he asked her. Normally he had his pocket watch with him, but he had forgotten it today.

Caitlin looked at her desk where she had a clock, "It's four thirty." She responded.

"Oh really!? Gah, I'm about to be late! I was supposed to be gone by four twenty-five!" Darach panicked. He ran to the door before turning back around to Caitlin, "by the way, thank you for being honest with me. I look forward to seeing you next Monday. Make sure you pack well."

And just like that, he was gone. Caitlin shook her head and smiled. She was ready to go to Sinnoh, now.